I slipped a pair of scissors into the front pocket of my jeans and brought him outside to play. He wandered around the yard stopping to pick up dirt and stones. I cut two snips of hair before the head wriggling and screeching began. I gave up and let him explore. We walked around front to the garden. The sorrel had come in along with the chives and scallions. We sat with the wind fanning us in the bright afternoon sun. I snipped off a chive and handed it to him. He chewed the end, spit it out, and looked for more chives in the bed.
I’m giving this yearlong project a spin. Undoubtedly, I will fall and pick up again. Knowing this makes it easier. Still, I plan to show up to record a short photo and story of my day. You’re welcome to join me. I’d love it really. We can give each other high fives and geek out with a hashtag (#ayearofus), not because everyone is doing it, but because we’re doing it, together. Showing up every damn day to make this creative habit real.